God-bestowed Shell

The small islands piled up by black reefs had half of their 'backs' exposed on the shallow sea, lying quietly in front of Zhang Lisheng's eyes.

Looking down through the clear waters, the area occupied by the island on the bottom of the sea occupied at least seven to eight square kilometers. According to an island standard, one could consider this size very small. However, if these were the remains left behind by the giant dead beasts, then the scale of these ancient beasts was merely unimaginable.

Standing on the bow, a wet sea breeze occasionally would pass by; the young man, staring at the distant reef island, seemed to feel an itch on his face, as he reached out a hand to scratch himself. When his fingers moved, the waves around the island closest to the flagship of the fleet began to turn rapid.

In the surging dark tide, thousands of excellent water currents mixed with sands infiltrated into the reef but did not attract anyone's attention.